Corona Devotionals

Have we ever used a travel agent?  They do the (travel-detail) legwork for you, in regards to an upcoming trip.  They look into the cost, amenities, routes, and benefits of our travel options.  And they take care of the details in preparing the trip research, reservations, planning, and processes.  Taking care of destination details--that's what a travel agent does.  Even if we usually plan our own trips, we have a travel agent waiting for us in Zechariah  Chapter 8 : It is Zechariah. Even though Zechariah lived about twenty-five hundred years before we did, God speaks through him to speak to us about introducing our upcoming/eventual trip to Jerusalem.  And I am excited to go.  Better yet, as Scripture says.. .I'm determined to go ( Zechariah 8:21). If we are looking for warm weather, coastlines, and fresh dates, figs, olive oil and fish.... Let's take a trip to Israel, and to be more specific...the city of Jerusalem!  But we might fin...

I went to a really good funeral the other day, and I say "good" because the man was really good.  The priest and the speakers during the service mentioned so many good things that this guy was involved in.  For instance, he spent thirty years as an inner-city elementary school teacher and principal...and he loved those kids ...and he made a difference in their lives.   This man had a wonderful wife, two adopted children, and three grandchildren, but in his "free" time he volunteered with his wife for over ten years at   Ronald McDonald House Charities , who provide  programs to give families (of hospitalized children) a welcoming place to stay, so they can focus on caring for their (ill or injured) children.   As a liver transplant survivor, this guy also chose to be a mentor to other transplant recipients . Yes, this man recently died, but he had lived  really well. How are we spending our days?  And how are we preparing ourselves and ...

On a walk the other day, I came upon a tree.   A tall, beautiful, straight  tree.  So erect, and ... so straight... its vertical-ness seemed to be like a wooden line drawn from within the earth into the sky: straight up...and straight down.  It was awe-inspiring. I had to stop to admire the alignment and the stark statement that this (so straight!) tree trunk seemed to make.   There was not a crooked crick in this tree's trunk, and staring up at it seemed to me as if I was staring up into a perfect specimen of a tree.   Its stance was perfectly true.   Its height was noble.   Each inch seemed perfectly right , and the tree as a whole was completely admirable .   This tree...this beautiful, straight, tall, and true tree   seemed to stand for all things correct and righteous. Do we?   Might anyone accuse us  of resembling this tree in spiritual-stance and effect?    Finally, brothers and sisters...

There were no open rooms left in the hotel, even though we called early for reservations with the group block, and so my husband did something he's never done: we rented a little house in the (out of state) area where we were playing soccer.  Just about the same cost as the hotel...but space  for five, and no one had to be on an inflatable mattress on the floor.  It was lovely. ...And a lake.  A little lake, but one of the prettiest I've seen, and the peace that emitted from it was vast.  On the lake and lakeside, we had smores, we fished a little, kayaked a little, got submerged a little...and under the guise of soccer games: we were a family together .  It was truly wonderful, and on the last lovely morning...as our kids slept, and my husband jogged, I walked down to the lake to sit with God and His Word.  Each morning on this walk down, I panned the trees just in case a bald eagle (one of my heart's delights) might be in the area, and today ...